Across The Alley From The Alamo

Across the alley from the Alamo
 Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
 Who sang a sort of Indian "Hi-de-ho"
 To the people passin' by
 The pinto spent his time a-swishin' flies
 And the Navajo watched the lazy skies
 And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes
 On the people passin' by
 One day, they went a walkin' along the railroad track
 They were swishin' not a-lookin' Toot! Toot!, they never came back
 Oh, across the alley from the Alamo
 When the summer sun decides to settle low
 A fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"
 To the people passing by
 Across the alley from the Alamo
 Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
 Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
 For the people passing by
 They thought that they would make some easy bucks
 By washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux,
 A pair of very conscientious clucks
 To the people passin' by
 Then they took this cheap vacation, their shoes were polished bright
 No, they never heard the whistle, Toot! Toot! they're clear out of sight
 Oh, across the alley from the Alamo
 When the starlight beams its tender glow
 The beams go to sleep and then there ain't no dough
 For the people passin' by
 One day, they went a walkin' along the railroad track
 They were swishin' not a-lookin' Toot! Toot!, they never came back
 Oh, across the alley from the Alamo
 When the summer sun decides to settle low
 A fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"
 To the people passin' by
 Across the alley from the Alamo